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Bullets by Dawn

[COMPLETED] "Rome wasn't built in a day, nor was her revenge." ***** He had taken her family, so Amelia was going to take everything from him. Literally. She may have been in love, but she hated him more, with every breath she took, and no matter what happened, forgiveness wasn't a choice. She would give him a taste of his own medicine and didn't care that she could lose herself in the process. If anything, she had come from the ashes he had forced her into. ************ It was a game of power - sacrifices had to be made and blood would flow this time. They share a bed, they share a home, they share literally everything, or not. They both have secrets. Secrets that tie them together and doom them at the same time. They are both strong-willed and can fight their own battles. Standing on opposite sides, love and betrayal face each other, while regrets and kisses take the back seat. In a world where the bullets decide who lives and who leaves, who will take the first shot? ****** [Cannot be read as a standalone] - To understand the storyline, you have to read the first book, THE CRADLE OF LOVE. OTHER WORKS: CRADLE OF LOVE [PREQUEL] WHOSE ALPHA NIKITA cover photo, not mine will take it down if the owner requests.

she_osprey · Urban
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300 Chs

Vengeance Before The Heart

[AMELIA]

[Seventeen Hours later]

430 Diamond Street had been the genesis of so many things, and in it, had love been manifested for long. It had been unusually quiet. There was no sound coming from the house that had once wished for silence. 

It felt like the people who were in it currently, were holding a requiem silence for themselves. They had nothing to go after anymore anyway, besides, the war had ended in the way that no one had expected. 

The James siblings had thought it would take them a little over a year to finalize their steps at vengeance, but as it turned out, all they needed was a sibling drunk on anger, and the last trip was assured.

The James household was here, all of them sleeping softly and living in their heads, and they were not even worried this time, about their safety.